Immortals of the End Times

In the dreamscapes linked by the Dream Marriage Technique, Lan Canghai is in a fighting arena outside the Wang family's ancestral land.

This square arena, cast from black iron, is built on a huge cylindrical pillar.

Thirty-six stone pillars, each carved with a depiction of Xiang Yu lifting a tripod, stand all around. Flames atop the pillars illuminate the entire area as if it were daytime, creating a majestic and imposing atmosphere.

"Hmm? Is Lan Canghai going to participate in the Wang family's assessment and combat? No wonder he was calling for me earlier."

Zhao Wuji, who was observing from the perspective of a dream, had a sudden thought and continued to observe.

"Blue Hole Master, please."

On the opposite side of the arena, Wang Shouyue, the elder of the second branch of the Wang family, stood with his hands behind his back.

The elderly man, with his serene and composed demeanor, had gray hair and a face as if carved by a knife and axe. His dark blue robe fluttered without wind, and the character "霸" (ba, meaning domineering) embroidered on the cuffs was faintly visible in the firelight.

Zhao Wuji scanned the spectator stands through the dream's perspective and discovered that in addition to the four members of the Wang family, there were two other unfamiliar cultivators.

A middle-aged man in purple robes carrying a sword case was resting with his eyes closed, and the seven copper coins hanging from his waist made a soft sound.

Another dwarf old man was playing with the nine-story exquisite pagoda floating in his palm. The spiritual light flowing around the pagoda was actually outlining the traces of a miniature array in the void.

"It seems those two are also here to apply for the position of guest retainer."

Zhao Wuji pondered.

At this moment, Lan Canghai also clasped his hands and said, "Elder Wang, please enlighten me."

"please!"

Wang Shouyue suddenly stepped forward, releasing an astonishing bloodthirsty aura, revealing himself to be a powerful martial artist.

The arena trembled the moment his foot stepped out.

Nine dark golden dragon patterns spread from the soles of his feet, and suddenly flew up the instant he made a hand seal. As they twisted and spun, they transformed into a cage that enveloped Lan Canghai.

A low gasp immediately rose from the stands.

This is the "Nine Dragons Prison Suppression Technique" passed down in the Wang family.

When unleashed by Wang Shouyue, who was in a state of perfect concentration, ordinary cultivators in the late stage of concentration would crumble upon contact!
If Lan Canghai couldn't even last one round of this kind of test, even with his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he obviously wouldn't be accepted.

The Wang family needs guest advisors who are powerful and skilled in combat, so that they can be trained into invincible cultivators below the Golden Core stage and become the family's sharpest weapon.

"choke!"

Lan Canghai's pupils contracted sharply, and the dark blue longsword in his storage bag flew out with a sword incantation.

Where the sword's edge sliced ​​through, the illusory image of seawater appeared out of thin air, creating a space of three zhang within the dragon-patterned cage.

The audience only saw his figure flicker as he used water-based magic, twisting like a swimming fish, and slipping out from the gap in the dragon pattern, slashing out nine crescent-shaped sword energies with his backhand.

"The horizon where the sea meets the sky?"

Wang Shouyue nodded slightly, and a diamond-shaped shield suddenly flew out from his sleeve.

A flash of blue light appeared on the shield's surface, and it opened its mouth to devour the sword energy, producing a metallic clang.

The old man's gray eyebrows suddenly rose: "However, that's all."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"Crack!"

The shield suddenly cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns.

Wang Shouyue was astonished to discover that each sword aura contained fine, hair-like threads of sword energy, and the sword net seemed to be arranged in a sword array, which was the only way to break his magic shield.

This was Zhao Wuji manipulating Lan Canghai's mind through a dream, unleashing a technique where sword energy transformed into silk threads and a net.

"Sword energy transforming into silken threads and forming a net? Such a simple technique can be used with such precision?"

On the viewing platform, the purple-robed swordsman finally opened his eyes.

The exquisite pagoda in the dwarf old man's hands also stopped spinning.

Their spiritual senses subtly collided, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"it is good!"

Wang Shouyue suddenly laughed loudly, his withered hand grabbing through the air like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, and a jet-black Overlord Spear suddenly appeared.

The gun barrel was wreathed in dark red malevolent energy, and the tip of the gun exhaled a domineering and intense true intent that stung the mind.

"Take another fourty percent of my Overlord's Armor Removal Technique!"

He roared, and the spear flew from his hand, transforming into a ferocious demonic dragon.

The gun was wrapped in blood-red rings, tearing the air with dark cracks wherever it passed!

Outside the dream, Zhao Wuji frowned slightly.

This assessment is far too harsh.

An ordinary cultivator at the late stage of the Concentration Realm would have no chance of catching this shot!
He immediately sent a divine thought through the Dream Marriage Technique.

On the arena, Lan Canghai's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Suddenly, the long sword in his hand spun rapidly in his palm, the sword light like a wheel, drawing a vortex-shaped blue sword curtain in front of him.

Within the sword curtain, eight sword rainbows could be faintly seen flowing, each containing exquisite sword intent, as if forming a sword rainbow array.

"laugh!"

The Overlord's True Intent collided with the Sword Curtain with a deafening roar, and the resulting spiritual pressure caused the twelve bronze pillars to vibrate and cracks to appear on the arena floor.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was surprised to see that although blood was spilling from Lan Canghai's mouth, the vortex sword curtain was not completely shattered. Instead, it cleverly deflected forty percent of the Overlord's True Intent and bounced it into the sky.

"What a brilliant example of using skill to overcome force!"

Wang Shouyue clapped his hands in praise, his eyes flashing with even greater astonishment.

He suddenly lowered his voice, his tone tinged with amusement: "However, I've never heard of the Blue Cave Master's swordsmanship being particularly superb; it seems he's not a descendant of the Sea Mountain lineage?"

Lan Canghai wiped away the bloodstains and answered truthfully, "Brother Wang has keen eyesight; this is what I recently learned during my visit to the Sword Tomb."

It was by chance that I met Zhao Wuji, the master of Linlang Cave Heaven. It was a case of "becoming friends after a fight".

This person's swordsmanship is superb. After entering the Sword Tomb, I was fortunate to receive his guidance, which greatly improved my swordsmanship."

"Oh? Sword Tomb? Linglang Grotto?"

Several Wang family cultivators watching the battle whispered among themselves and nodded slightly.

As a prominent cultivation clan in Beidi Yunzhou, the Wang family naturally had spies and informants planted in other states as well.

When Lan Canghai came to become a guest advisor, they immediately obtained the corresponding intelligence.

They were naturally aware of the feud between Yan Lan and Lan Canghai that had caused such a stir in the East China Sea.

Zhao Wuji, the new master of Linlang Cave, also gained Wang Zheng's approval.

As a subordinate force secretly controlled by the Wang family, the loyalty of Linlang Cave Heaven is beyond doubt.

If Lan Canghai has a past grudge against Zhao Wuji, he is likely to face a grim outcome in this assessment.

But if it's a case of "no fight, no friendship," then the situation is completely different.

"Zhao Wuji of the Linglang Cave Heaven?..."

Wang Shouyue's eyes flickered slightly, and a thought struck him. He silently memorized the name, then nodded slightly to Lan Canghai.

"The Blue Hole Master may temporarily reside in Tingtao Pavilion."

He announced in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of approval.

"If we obtain the approval of the second family head, Wang Shouzhen, in three days, we can enter Minglong Peak and enjoy the benefits of cultivating through a fourth-level spiritual vein."

As soon as he finished speaking, he secretly transmitted his voice again.
"At the hour of Xu tonight, the head of the Shouzhen family wishes to have a private conversation with the cave master."

"The second branch of the Wang family, the Golden Core King of the Xuanming Dynasty, actually wants to meet with Lan Canghai alone?!"

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat, and he became alert.

"A Golden Core cultivator personally meeting with a late-stage Nascent Soul guest elder... there must be something fishy about this!"

His eyes flickered as he pondered to himself.

"Could it be... that the Wang family has some special methods up their sleeve?"

But on second thought, this might not be a bad opportunity.

It's a good opportunity to use Lan Canghai as a front to test the waters!
If anything unexpected happens, he can inform the Qilin Sword Sect in advance and prepare accordingly.

It seems that Lan Canghai's servant has passed the test.

He then manipulated Lan Canghai to wander around the Wang family compound.

On the surface, they were familiarizing themselves with the Wang family's environment, but in reality, they were secretly observing the building layout and the distribution of guards.

Lan Canghai wandered around, but was stopped by patrolling cultivators who said that this place was the clan's inner territory and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

"We can't enter the inner clan yet, but even within the outer clan's territory, there's a level two spiritual vein. The Wang family truly has a profound foundation."

Zhao Wuji, through the perspective of a dream, gazed at the five immortal mountains that were faintly visible in the distant clouds and mist.

Currently, Lan Canghai is located on Feilong Mountain, a place where foreign tribes gather, and possesses a second-level spiritual vein.

The Wang family also possesses five other sacred mountains, named Balong, Minglong, Jinlong, Linlong, and Yunlong, which surround the capital of the Xuanming Dynasty. Each mountaintop has a formation made of giant cauldrons, which breathe in and out the dragon energy of the dynasty.

Among them, Balong Mountain and Minglong Mountain both possess level four spiritual veins and are entirely gathering places for the inner clans.

Just then, through the dream, he saw several members of the Wang family dressed in their inner clan attire emerge, whispering among themselves: "Hua Qingshuang from the third branch has gained the favor of the ancestor and is currently in seclusion in a secret place, receiving abundant resources. She's likely to break through to the Perfection of the Spirit Condensation realm in one fell swoop."

Another person said sourly, "Who told them to have such a high bloodline concentration? They've only been back in the family for less than two years, and they're already trying to break through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage from the mid-stage. How many resources of the family have they wasted?"

The group discussed amongst themselves, only stopping when they saw Lan Canghai, an outsider, appear. They all frowned and scrutinized him before leaving.

"Hmm? The Peak Master has gained the favor of the Wang family's patriarch and is currently cultivating in a secret place?"

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly.

"This matter seems strange. Could it be that the Wang family intends to cultivate their peak master into a sharp sword for future conquests? Like his father, Hua Lengyun?"

He temporarily stepped back from Lan Canghai's perspective and pondered to himself.

He immediately used the Dream-Marrying Technique to sense the state of the Dream-Attracting Worm within Hua Qingshuang's body.

They quickly confirmed that Hua Qingshuang's breathing was steady and her mind was clear, indicating that she had not encountered any danger in the Wang family's secret place, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

With a slight thought, he immediately manipulated the Gu worm to tremble gently, and a hidden wave of divine thought was quietly transmitted.

"Peak Master, are you alright?"

Deep within Minglong Mountain lies a secret cultivation ground shrouded in spiritual energy.

Hua Qingshuang was meditating on a jade platform when she suddenly felt a familiar fluctuation coming from the Dream-Attracting Worm within her body, which startled her.

She separated a wisp of her divine consciousness and gently touched the Gu worms inside her body.

"Wuji," she said, her expression as cold as frost, "I'm fine. I didn't expect you could communicate through this insect."

Zhao Wuji's lips curled up slightly.

This is a special Gu curse cultivated by combining the three major Earthly Fiend Techniques: Dream Marriage Technique, Medicine Gu Technique, and Talisman Water Technique. How can it be compared to ordinary means of communication?

"Peak Master, please cultivate in peace."

He continued telepathically, "I have decided to accept the position of guest advisor to the Wang family. When you emerge from seclusion, we may enjoy spiritual tea together at Minglong Mountain."

The Dream-Attracting Insect quickly responded, and Hua Qingshuang's divine sense swept over her like frost and snow: "Actually, I wanted to contact you several days ago, but I was suddenly summoned to the secret realm. The patriarch, Wang Wujiang, personally ordered the mobilization of resources to help me break through."
If you come to participate in the guest elder assessment, I may secretly inform the clan elders.”

Before she could finish transmitting her thoughts, an aged voice suddenly came from outside the secret realm.

"Young lady of the Hua family, the most important thing in cultivation is to avoid being distracted. Do you have any doubts about your cultivation?"

The Gu worm suddenly trembled violently, and the message it was transmitting abruptly stopped.

Zhao Wuji's double pupils narrowed slightly as he sensed the old man's voice on the other end.

"I didn't expect that the Peak Master would have someone protecting him while he was cultivating in the secret realm? It's probably not just simple protection; it seems more like they're monitoring him."

He immediately formed a hand seal to stabilize the Dream Marriage Technique, and sent a final thought through the Gu worm: "Peak Master, there is no need to risk sending a message, nor to inform me secretly. I am confident in my ability to handle this mere guest elder assessment."

After severing the spiritual connection between the Dream Marriage Technique and the Dream-Attracting Insect, Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, and then he shook his head slightly.

"After Lan Canghai meets with Wang Shouzhen, the Golden Core cultivator of the Wang family, tonight, I will begin consuming the second Sword Heart Pill."

Currently, he has two Sword Heart Pills, thirty-two True Intent Pills, and four Sword Fruits remaining as cultivation resources.

In addition, the thirty ancient spirit stones, one thousand source crystals, and five Yin-attribute level three spiritual materials provided by the Qilin Sword Sect have all been sent into the Pot Heaven Space.

The space of Hutian is now undergoing a transformation.

"Five level-three Yin-attribute spiritual materials are clearly not enough to condense another Yin marrow, what a pity."

Zhao Wuji shook his head slightly, flicked his sleeve, and the Pot Heaven space appeared.

He stepped into it.

A dozen days ago, while studying the "Internal Landscape Refining Spirit Technique" of the Huangting Neijing, I stirred up the third Yin Pearl. Unfortunately, the second Yin Pearl still lacks one Yin Marrow to be complete, and even if the technique for the third Yin Pearl is deciphered, it cannot be used.

Only then did they enter the Pot Heaven Space.

Zhao Wuji then saw the chaotic mist at the edge of the space churning violently, slowly expanding outwards like a receding tide.

"It has reached a range of one hundred feet. This speed is quite unexpected!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze was sharp as he scanned the newly formed spatial barriers around him.

On the barrier that shimmered with iridescent light, the spatial fluctuations were gradually stabilizing.

The thirty ancient spirit stones buried deep in the crystal soil have now all turned into crystalline powder.

The tiny spiritual vein trunk, once as thin as a hair, has now grown to the size of a thumb, extending into dozens of branching veins that meander and coil within the crystalline soil.

At the node of the spiritual vein, the sesame-sized spiritual marrow crystal core has now expanded to the size of a soybean, and its efficiency in absorbing and releasing spiritual energy has increased several times over.

The spiritual materials obtained from the sea mountain cave, such as Flying Fish Sand and Sea Iron Stone, are gleaming with a precious light under the nourishment of abundant spiritual energy.

"The spiritual veins that this space nurtures have advanced from microscopic to micro-small."

His gaze shifted to the northeast corner.

As the space expanded, the spiritual field automatically spread to an area of ​​eight acres.

The Qingling Grass transplanted in its early years, nourished by spiritual energy, has developed golden veins along the edges of its leaves, clearly indicating that it has advanced to a level four spiritual plant.

Beside the Yin Sha Spring, black mist surged endlessly.

The frequency of exhaling yin energy has increased from three strands per day to six strands.

The five newly planted level-three Yin-attribute spiritual materials are arranged in a specific formation to help the spring nurture new Yin essence.

Not far away, the Heavenly Pool Wood resonated with the spiritual veins, emitting a rich wood spiritual energy.

Nourished by this vitality, even the roots of the Nourishing Spirit Grass beside the Yin Sha Spring began to sprout and grow.

"Buzz."

Zhao Wuji walked to the blood pool where the Gu worms were being cultivated and stared at the hundreds of blood-red worm kings surging in the pool.

The first few dozen dragon-scale insect kings that were cultivated had carapaces that gleamed with a cold, chilling light, making them appear particularly ferocious amidst the bloodthirsty aura.

With a flick of his sleeve, several broken magical artifacts from his storage bag were thrown into the pool like raindrops.

The swarm of insects immediately erupted into a frenzy, frantically devouring the fragments of the magical artifact, making the blood-red patterns on their carapaces even more vivid.

A blue light flowed from his fingertips, and the medicinal power of the Gu, activated by his medical skills, transformed into strands of blue needles that precisely pierced the Insect King's body, guiding its bloodline to undergo a mutation.

The bloody water in the pool churned violently, and more than ten insect kings suddenly curled up in pain, their shells cracking open with a "crack," transforming into a state of being entirely crimson red like agate under the stimulation of the medicinal Gu technique.

"go with!"

With a flick of his sword, Zhao Wuji sent ten massive, blood-red insect kings soaring into the air and crashing into the treasure wine jar in the center of the nearby cellar.

The wine instantly boiled, and the Insect King stretched its limbs in the amber-colored wine. With each opening and closing of its mouthparts, it swallowed the wine and spiritual energy into its belly, and its carapace gradually revealed golden and red wine patterns.

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his divine sense closely monitoring the fusion process between the wine worm and the earth treasure wine.

As time went by, the patterns on the carapaces of the ten insect kings became clearer and clearer, like naturally brewed wine, but each one was already drunk.

"After the two wine worms died last time, I haven't started cultivating new ones. Hopefully, these ten can successfully produce two."

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, watching intently, thinking to himself.

Just then, the communication jade talisman on his chest vibrated slightly, and the mother-child communication talisman vibrated as well.

Nan Zhixia's spiritual sense rippled through the air, carrying a hint of shyness and anticipation:
"Wuji, the Sunflower Spirit-Knocking Technique has been mastered, and I... I have also broken through to the tenth level of Qi Refining."

Zhao Wuji was slightly taken aback, but then he understood what he meant.

Once the "Sunflower Spirit-Knocking Technique" is successfully mastered, it will not only help Nan Zhixia break through to the Concentration Realm quickly without the need for the Concentration Pill, saving her the effort of refining through the ten levels of Qi Induction, but it will also benefit her Daoist partner, enhancing both of their cultivation levels.

I just don't know if the effect of this technique can be as good as the help of half a Sword Heart Pill.
He pondered for a moment, considering that Lan Canghai, this servant, would be meeting the King of the Golden Core Kingdom and the head of the second branch of the Wang family tonight, and immediately transmitted his voice: "Zhi Xia, this technique has just been completed and we still need to consolidate our foundation. Don't rush it."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by Nan Zhixia's slightly annoyed thought: "I... I even mustered up the courage to invite you, and you still made me wait?"

Zhao Wuji's lips curled slightly, but he still smiled faintly and said, "Cultivation is something that cannot be rushed. Wait a couple of days, and I will help you break through."

Nan Zhixia gave a soft snort, and the communication was interrupted, clearly somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

Zhao Wuji shook his head and chuckled, but he wasn't in a hurry.

He knew his fiancée Nan Zhixia's personality; a little appeasement would suffice.

Right now, he still needs to prioritize meeting the King of Jindan Kingdom in Lancanghai.

At this time, there was still some time before the hour of Xu (7-9 PM).

Zhao Wuji focused his mind and looked inward, where the dark sword shadow in his sea of ​​consciousness was exuding a chilling sword intent.

He channeled his divine sense, nourishing the embryonic form of this fourth divine core like a gentle stream.

An ordinary cultivator can only condense a core of divine thought in their entire life.

Even for those with exceptional spiritual talent, obtaining two paths is already a stroke of incredible luck.

He practiced the art of communicating with the spirits in his early years, which made his spiritual soul far surpass that of his peers, thus laying the foundation for an additional core of divine thought.

Not to mention that each time a Yin-Yang Pearl is refined, one must undergo a process of cleansing and refining.

After three temperings, not only did his lifespan increase significantly, but his soul was also forged into an unyielding rock.

Such a fortuitous coincidence led to the extraordinary spectacle of four cores coexisting.

"If the second Yin Bead is perfected, the third one will be unlocked."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Perhaps before forming the core, the fifth divine sense core can be conceived."

When the three core divine senses were first formed, he had just entered the mid-stage of the Condensation Realm, and his divine sense was already comparable to that of a late-stage cultivator.

Once the core of this fourth sword intent is fully formed, it will likely be comparable to the Perfected Spirit Condensation Realm.

If a fifth one is truly added
"Although when the elixir breaks and the infant is formed, all the cores will unite and transform into the primordial spirit."

He tapped his knees lightly with his fingertips, "But the stronger the foundation, the stronger the primordial spirit."

Zhao Wuji was very much looking forward to the future.

Not long after they began their practice, it was already past midnight.

Zhao Wuji immediately cast the Dream Marriage Technique again, sharing the dream vision with Lan Canghai.

The night was as dark as ink, but in the reception hall atop Minglong Peak, thirty-six lamps burned silently, their wicks shaped like dragons, their bluish-white flames illuminating the hall as if it were daytime.

Lan Canghai stood with his head bowed in the center of the hall, his back ramrod straight. This dignified late-stage Concentration Realm cultivator appeared somewhat reserved at this moment.

"Tap, tap"

The sound of the cane tapping on the black jade floor came from behind the screen, each sound like a blow to the heart.

Lan Canghai felt the air around him suddenly freeze.

An overwhelming spiritual power, like a mountain collapsing, swept over him, as if the entire Minglong Peak was bowing down at his feet.

At the other end of the dream world connected by the Dream Marriage Technique, Zhao Wuji's double pupils suddenly contracted.

Through Lan Canghai's eyes, he saw a tall figure slowly turn out, wearing a black imperial robe with dragon patterns, a purple-gold crown, a majestic face, and eyes like torches, as if a real dragon was coiled within them.

His body was surrounded by dragon energy and spiritual power, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Is this dragon aura truly from the Golden Core King of the Xuanming Dynasty? Or is he using it to cultivate the true 'Huangji Jingshi Shu' and solidify his realm?"

Zhao Wuji thought to himself.

"I pay my respects to Senior Wang at the seaside cave."

Lan Canghai clasped his hands in a difficult gesture, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

The spiritual power of a Golden Core cultivator is as deep and boundless as the ocean. Even though the other party deliberately concealed it, the mere trace of aura that was leaked still caused the illusory core in his dantian to tremble.

Wang Shouzhen slowly sat down in the head seat, his wide sleeves hanging down to reveal his slender hands with distinct knuckles. His fingertips lightly tapped the armrests, producing a metallic sound.

Those dragon-like eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and Lan Canghai felt as if his entire body and flesh had been seen through, even the storage bag hidden in his sleeve felt slightly hot.

This is the "Penetrating Void Spiritual Eye" unique to Golden Core cultivators!
"Although the spiritual veins of Haishan Cave Heaven are exhausted, it still retains the foundation of a second-level spiritual vein."

Wang Shouzhen's voice was deep and resonant, like a dragon's roar, "With your late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, you should be able to hold on for another ten years without any problems. Why are you in such a hurry to come to my Wang family as a guest elder?"

As the last three words were uttered, the blue and white flames in the hall suddenly surged.

Lan Canghai's soul trembled violently, and the Dream Marriage Technique imprint hidden deep in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly rippled.

Zhao Wuji immediately made a hand seal to stabilize the spell. He was not worried that the Golden Core cultivator would be able to see through the secrets of the Marriage Dream Technique.

After all, this technique was something he used to implant into Lan Canghai's yin spirit using a combination of spirit communication and talisman water techniques.

Unless the other party is also a master of the Soul Path and can delve into the Yin Souls of the Blue Vast Sea to investigate, it is impossible to discover any clues.

He manipulated Lan Canghai to reveal a bitter smile.

"Senior Mingjian."

Lan Canghai wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips. "Two months ago, Penglai Sword Pavilion issued a decree to punish evil, saying that I had committed many evils in the East Sea and that they had no choice but to punish me."

"No, no, I joined the Wang family willingly."

His words abruptly stopped, and the veins on his hands bulged in his sleeves, as if he were suppressing fear.

"Penglai Sword Pavilion? I see."

Wang Shouzhen nodded, this was consistent with the intelligence his Wang family had obtained: "Those hypocrites in Penglai love to seize resources under the guise of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path."

He suddenly stood up, his tall figure looming like a mountain, his dragon aura pressing down like a tangible force. "However, my Wang family's guest elders are not a refuge. If you join the Wang family, you will also need to fight for the Wang family in the future."

Now, you're even going to sign a blood pact with the Overlord. You'd better think it over!

"The Overlord's Blood Pact?"

Zhao Wuji pondered, "As expected, they do have this kind of control method. It's not so easy to infiltrate the Wang family. But since it's related to the Overlord..."

A golden mark flashed on his neck, and the phantom image of Xiang Yu's head appeared. "Let this servant try the blood pact first, and then I'll see if I can break it."

"This junior is willing to accept the contract!"

Lan Canghai bowed and nodded.

With a flick of his sleeve, Wang Shouzhen sent a blood-red jade tablet hurtling through the air.

Lan Canghai took the jade pendant, bit his tongue without hesitation, and swore an oath as blood spurted out. Then he secretly crushed the jade pendant in his sleeve.

The blood oath runes soared into the sky, condensing into a blood-red cauldron shadow in front of Wang Shouzhen, carrying the power to suppress heaven and earth, and were fiercely imprinted on Lan Canghai's brow.

This is the Wang family's unique "Overlord Blood Pact." Those who break the oath will be devoured by the cauldron shadow imprinted in their bodies and turned into dried corpses.

Zhao Wuji observed through the dream and found that the fluctuations of the cauldron shadow seemed to be composed of the true blood of the Overlord, but it also seemed to be somewhat mixed, with some spell effects of "talisman water technique".

"So that's the method. If I hadn't controlled the illusory image of Xiang Yu's head, it might have been difficult to break through. This Overlord's true blood was originally a natural barrier, but now..."

Zhao Wuji scoffed; he could break the oath in an instant.

At this moment, King Shouzhen of the Golden Elixir Kingdom finally showed a satisfied expression, and a token flew out from his sleeve.

"Go to the Affairs Hall tomorrow to collect the 'Black Dragon Token'. With this token, you can enter the fourth-level spiritual vein cave in Minglong Mountain."

He suddenly said meaningfully, "You are the second one to sign the contract readily. There are still four spots left."

As Lan Canghai staggered out of the hall, Zhao Wuji immediately severed the Dream Marriage Technique.

"A Golden Core nourished by a Level 4 spiritual vein is indeed more troublesome than I imagined. The Wang family, however, still has a patriarch named Wang Wujiang."

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. "As for the so-called Overlord Blood Pact, it's alright. I also need to prepare to set off. I need to go to the Wang family before the last four spots are filled!"

With a slight thought, Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up and stepped out of the Pot Heaven space.

His gaze swept over Xiao Chenzhou, who was still trying to comprehend the sword marks in front of the rock wall, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Now that Master Yan is in charge of everything in the cave, all affairs are in good order, and he can entrust it to him with peace of mind.

Since it's a farewell, there's no need for a deliberate goodbye.

He made a hand gesture to control the wind, and his figure rose up on the moon like flowing clouds.

With a flick of his sleeve, he had already taken the medicine boy Xiaoyue and the wine boy Xiaoya into the valley formed by the Pot Heaven space.

The two girls felt a gust of wind sweep them from the cave into the familiar valley, and immediately realized that it was the work of the great Zhao Wuji.

His gaze swept over Xiong Ba, who was so engrossed in the woods that he seemed to have forgotten all about home. The scene was too unbearable to watch, so Zhao Wuji simply stopped paying attention to him.

Riding the wind, they flew straight towards the Supreme Grotto Heaven.

Nowadays, the entire southern region, except for the Azure Nether Cave Heaven, is almost entirely his cultivation ground.

No matter where they are, they can cultivate in peace, but they lack the good spiritual vein of the Wang family.
(End of this chapter)